Deep within the Kerry hills
High O'er McGillycuddy's reeks
The chief of this Kingdom
Can be seen
Impressive mane and beard so grand
From here I rule my native land
Giant horns held high
You'll hear him say
He said I...I....
I'll be always looking down
Because I.....I.....
I'm the true king of this town
You know what legends say
When Cromwells men were on their way
Quick thinking by King puck
That saved the day
And ever since at the harvest fair
The King is hoisted up in the air
And reigning from above
You'll hear him say
He said I...I....
I'll be always looking down
Because I.....I.....
I'm the true king of this town
A fair with origins so old
As Lughnasadh Celtic festival
In Killorglin on the banks
Of the river Laune
With Markets, horse and Cattle fairs
Festivities are in the air, and
The King of the fair
Is looking down
He said I...I....
I'll be always looking down
Because I.....I.....
I'm the true king of this town
He said I...I....
I'll be always looking down
Because I.....I.....
I'm the true king of this town